“What was that package that came in the mail today,” asked Mr. Wild Dingo. “Oh that was Juno’s backpack. Her physical torturer therapist, Madam Jenny recommended she carry her own water for hikes.”
Apr 262013
Apr 132013
Nothing bonds this team like a bag full of dried chicken.
Mar 292013
“WTF did woo do to my Princess Juno?”
Mar 202013
“It’s a shame that Mother Nature did not provide humans with the superior dirt-repelling qualities enjoyed by all Siberians.” As usual, Juno has a point. It’s quite amazing—shocking if you will—how clean she stays for the amount of dirt she gets her furry self into. Siberians may be long furred but they stay unusually clean [...]
Mar 162013
Juno has a way of letting everyone know that it’s time for a rest. She’s very good at asking politely. Who could refuse that face? And who could refuse such a great idea?
Feb 052013
“Daddy-O, I don’t know what mom means by “fast.” These last few weeks, she’s been nothing but slow and boring.” “Cupcake, you ain’t whistlin’ Dixie. She hasn’t even given my chompers a proper bitin’ workout! How do you think a hep-cat like me keeps his smile sparkling white?”
Jan 292013
“Hey Old Lady, why are you “susshing” me? I’m just sittin’ here enjoying this new doggy bed you bought.”
Jan 232013
“Must. Stalk. Jodhpurs.”
Jan 172013
“What is that?”
Jan 142013
“Aw, Mom. I really hate this girly skirt you make me wear on cold days. I will only wear it in the woods where nobody can see me and not in town where all the cool dogs are.”
Jan 112013
This woman is invincible Her methods are inscrutable The proof is irrefutable She’s so completely kissable!”
Dec 172012
It isn’t easy being Mr. Wild Dingo. Because, I’m not so good with acronyms. Or names. Or numbers. He’s always interpreting Wild Dingo-speak. Whenever I ask for the can of W4, Mr. Wild Dingo always replies “W4, WD40 whatever it takes.”
Dec 092012
This is as close to truffle hunting as I’m going to get for a long time. We found this gorgeous ‘shroom in our dog garden. From the top it looked hideous so I picked it. I flipped it over and immediately felt sad for picking it.
Nov 302012
It’s been raining torrential downpour for two days now. We braved a walk yesterday and came home soaked to the bones. Loki begged several times to turn around, while Juno lobbied for a long walk. She’s happy outside, no matter the weather. Loki is much more affected by it and isn’t happy inside or out. [...]
Nov 262012
“Our neighbors are pigs,” said Mr. Wild Dingo. Now, we’ve lived in Santa Cruz mountains for many years and have had our fair share of neighbors with questionable habits such as decorating their garden with Budweiser cans or solving their leaking roofs with a blue tarp, every winter, year after year. As attractive as those blue [...]
Nov 082012
“Seriously? This is the first thing you took out of storage?”
Aug 262012
So much better than Tele Vision.
Aug 062012
This is Ludwig, our neighbor. From the first day they met two years ago, he and Loki were bonded. It’s a relationship that has puzzled and fascinated me.
Jul 102012
While we’re on the subject of my faux-paws, I thought I’d add another. In May, I posted about an Alpine herbal plant called Dent de Chien. I tried to research an entirely different grass called Chiendent because our walking friend Sylvie with her dog Mona, mentioned it often on our walks. But all my Internet [...]
Jun 092012
For some of us, exploring new things is daunting at best and nerve-wracking at worst. For the husky, there’s nothing better than new ground. If she’s been there more than twice, it’s old news and she’d be happier on new trails. The cracker, on the other hand, would be happy never exploring more than a 30-minute radius [...]